Tags:
thriller,
supernatural,
demons,
Angels,
Aliens,
Conspiracy Theories,
Fallen Angels,
bilderberg group,
christian elements,
middle east war,
population control
the
most influential people around the world. They surrounded a man who
had his eyes closed as he rested on the table in the center of the
room. They wore cloaks and chanted. The power shifted through the
room, subtle at first but undeniable.
The thing formed, dark at first but
grew lighter until it assumed the image of a man and stepped
forward. “The Master’s DNA.”
He held his hand out and one of the
Bilderberg members stepped forward. He handed the needle to
him.
“ Soon. Soon we shall
inherit the Earth,” the creature said, carefully concealing its
black wings lest the others see them. With slow methodical steps,
it went over to the man lying down. “Our leader. What was started
in Eden, let it now come to completion. Let that which God tried to
destroy be achieved. Let man become as God, knowing both good and
evil and having the power denied him for so long.”
He injected the man with the DNA, and
the Bilderberg group held their breath in expectation. Finally, all
that they’d worked for and sought was about to come to pass. The
air was thick with tension as they watched, waiting to see if their
Leader would accept his host.
A subtle shift wavered through the
group, making them aware something was there, but they were unable
to see it. It, however, wasted no time in assuming its host’s body
and settled comfortably into it. The man had been trained to accept
the Leader, and now the Leader was merging into a physical
existence.
With a smile, the Leader opened his
new eyes and sat up, seeing things through the eyes of a mortal,
feeling things only a man could touch and being confined to a third
dimensional world of existence. The limits were binding but
necessary. The time had come. The final battle would be soon. He
must act in haste. He stood, quickly adapting to the fragile body
that was moment by moment wearing down. Mortals. Such frail things.
Quickly snuffed out. Disposable. Weak. Pliable. Perfect for his
purposes, for as long as he intended to keep them
around.
The one with the carefully concealed
black wings who had injected the DNA into the Leader’s new body
gave the Leader a knowing smile, hiding a chuckle as the Bilderberg
members stared on in awe and worship.
The Leader smirked at the black-winged
fallen angel before saying, “Be gone. Your purpose is
served.”
The creature faded into a faint blue
mist until it left no trace of its presence.
The Leader took in the simple humans
who claimed to be the best of all mankind and said, “Engage the war
between Israel and Iran. It’s time I arrived.”
Chapter Six
Autumn turned to Alicia two days later
at work. They stared at the iPhone in Alicia’s hand and watched the
morbid details on the news via the internet.
“ Why aren’t the aliens
stopping this?” Alicia asked, looking at her friend.
Autumn, who felt frozen in fear, could
only stare at her. “This is World War III, isn’t it?”
Gulping, she returned her gaze to the
phone and watched the video on the live news feed. Israel and Iran
were actively preparing to strike each other, but the question was
who would do it first. There was no longer a question of if they
would go to war but when. And here Autumn and Alicia were sitting
in a department store as if this Christmas season was going to be
like any other.
“ Maybe it’s just talk,”
Alicia weakly said. “How many times have we been hearing about a
breakout over there?”
“ Yeah, but this time troops
are getting ready.”
“ The aliens have to
intervene. They can’t let us destroy ourselves. They have to stop
it.”
Autumn knew her friend was trying to
convince herself of this since she spoke to herself. Not knowing
what else to do, Autumn watched the news on the iPhone. Hampton had
been warning them that a Middle East breakout was going to occur at
any moment, but up until now, she’d hoped he was wrong.
“ Tensions are mounting as
Israel is asking the United States to be an ally. So far the
president